Yearning for Fire

Agantuk

I am like a petrol pump at night,

Surrounded by dusty highway lights.

This solace makes me cry,

For none but loners come by.

Rejected and forgotten,

Treated like a clandestine.

I wish I would burn,

Divine the dark sky like a firework,

And the people would applause,

The stars would drink all my remorse.

Free at last I will be,

With serenity and company.

  • Author: Agantuk (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 22nd, 2024 14:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: At nights like today sitting at my desk I feel a returning emptiness. Maybe I am abandoning my destiny. Maybe I just need a boyfriend lol.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 19
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  • Tony36

    Excellent write



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